The vampire squinted. Even unrested and half-starved, one would have had to hit him over the head and concuss him to have him fail to notice the answer written on the human's face.

Seriously? All this trouble, and the radio people had handed off their so-called ace to people who had even less freedom of movement than the rebels themselves? Call him crazy, but that seemed like a counter-intuitive move when Landel had more than one way to pry secrets out of his captives. Not that this could be much of a secret anymore.

"And how exactly do you imagine he isn't already aware of what you're doing?"

In fact, there was a strong possibility that trying to fulfill the radio group's orders as they'd given them would lead to a trap. A very real danger for those who volunteered for this task.

"Is this happening tonight?" he continued.